When I was younger, I'd wake up and groggily walk down the hall to my moms room and crawl into her bed, stretching the minutes before having to get ready for school. We'd snuggle up under the covers and I can still hear her,"shhh...listen to the quiet" and we'd do just that. The sounds of the birds chirping under the sun and the breeze whispering through the trees was so relaxing.
I loved those quiet moments...something so small and probably silly to others, but special to me. A handful of years later and lazy mornings spent under the covers with my mom is still one of my faves.

now tell me a mommy-memory of yours, id love to hear it:)